Xylona frowns. Jerid, I would prefer it if you didn't even joke about killing my companion. Perhaps it's better to watch her in case. She looks around, to Tai in particular. ...Unless someone wants to offer to injure themselves instead, in which case we can just worry about that person.

She shakes her head and continues, Anyways, I'm sure I can devise a container with a few minutes' time that can hold it reliably. In the meantime, do any of the bodies have anything useful on them?

Xylona looks around, and tells Bia to look for...rocks? Rocks. She finds one, gives it to her companion to smell, and the dog runs off into the brush to find some. The Dryad busies herself with collecting rocks and returning to place them near the sword, promptly ignoring the rest of the group.